GALACTIC / EARTH ALLIANCE - THE LANDING PARTY - Part 7 and 8

Galactic/Earth Alliance -- Landing Party Part 8

4-16-13

Dear wonderful readers,

I have not written anything in my blog for a while, as I had to take some time out to just BE. I love that saying, "take some time." Can we actually "take out time?" Perhaps, we can, for when we live in the fifth dimension and beyond, we are "out of time." In fact, I have been feeling very "out of time." I have been extremely fatigued while being active in 3D time. Then when I close my eyes, just for a moment, I leave time and step into a NOW in which there is NO fatigue.

In fact, the feeling of fatigue that I experience while in "time" becomes a NOW of bliss when I close my eyes, take a few deep breathes and allow my consciousness to return to its true resonance of the fifth dimension and beyond. Within the ONE moment, all my cares and stressors are GONE. They are gone from my mind, gone from my heart and gone from my life. Then when I open my eyes to perceive my 3D life, the fatigue returns like a huge wave.

The interesting part of this experience is that my 3D life is actually very happy. In fact, I love my 3D life. I love my home, I love my family and my friends I love my job, I love my new office, I love every part of my life. In fact, right now I am on vacation sitting comfortably in a cozy chair. Looking out the sliding doors I can see the ocean breaking on the shore, while is also expanding out into the horizon of the unknown.

Of course, I don't love every part of my life. In fact, I do not love the mundanities of paying bills, keeping track of money and driving in traffic. However, those things only take up a small part of my life now. But there were many years when they dominated my thinking. Therefore, I have great empathy for those of you who are still in that situation.

In fact, that situation of trying to make it on not enough resources is the greatest illusion of the third dimension and the trap that locks us in fear and want. The Kali Yuga, which we have just finished surviving was based on fear and want. It was the final trap of the third dimensional reality that is now becoming extinct.

Yes, I hear you all crying, "When, when, are these 3D illusions ending?" I know you will be upset when I answer, "NOW!" But, please remember that NOW is not a statement of time. In fact, NOW is the leaving of time. "Where do I leave this time?" I hear you asking. Again, you will not like my answer when I say, "Inside."

"But I want to leave now." I hear the collective call.

You will not like my next response either. But YOU are the Angel, YOU are the Galactic, YOU are the Ascended Master, EVERY one of you is wearing an earth costume, which surrounds your multidimensional form. The ONE who will take you up is YOU. As long as you place your ascension in the power of some "other" Higher Being, you have closed the door to your own, personal stairway of ascension. You stairway to ascension is your own multidimensional nature.

Many people became very hurt and angry because they felt they were lied to when they were NOT lifted up and taken Home. However, how can we abandon our planet? Those of us who would be "taken Home" are the very ones who would love Gaia enough to assist Her to come Home with us.

Remember our true Home is not a place. New Earth, New Home, is a frequency. We are living in the dark while the light switch is inside of our heart. Oh, but we are so very fatigued. Yes, me too. The higher light has come into our world, just as was promised. However, it did not provide a free ride to a better world. Look around at the world we have created.

Yes, we created this world by believing the lies that were fed to us and by becoming so involved in our personal struggles that we forgot that WE were not the earthen bodies that we are wearing. WE forgot that we are multidimensional beings who are temporarily wearing our form of density because we volunteered, yes volunteered, to take a body made of Gaia's form, so that She too could return Home to Her higher expression of SELF.

I say "we" as I also spent many years of struggle, sorrow, anger and desperation. I too became addicted to the third dimension and believed that it was the only life I could live. I spent many years living the darkest of the dark of the End Times of Gaia. In fact, Gaia nearly ended several times since the beginnings of the nuclear testing and the myriad wars that resulted.

However, Gaia did not die and neither did we. We are strong survivors. In fact, we are strong ascenders. However, ascension was not the free ride we had hoped for. We have left a very big mess on our beloved planet. I remember three times (oh, make that four times) when I moved from one house to another and left the old house a mess. I did so because I was angry with my landlord.

However, when I moved from the house that I owned I had to clean it immaculately and clear everything out of the house. This metaphor is a truth in that when we fully own our life, we are responsible for everything in it. Therefore, we must clean everything up before we can move to our new Home.

No wonder we are so tired. We have to clean up everything. We have to release everything that we cannot, or chose not, to take with us. How can we possibly clear every life (which is every home for our Soul) we have ever taken on Gaia? No wonder we are tired, and frightened and angry. Fortunately, "we" are not confined to the 3D body that created this mess. WE have many frequencies of our SELF.

Fortunately, once we remember and become the Higher Expressions of our SELF who resonate within our form, we can choose to perceive their higher frequencies of reality. And since the reality we perceive is the reality we live, we gradually, return Home.

Meanwhile, we will, also, maintain our physical presence on the physical body of Gaia for as long as She needs us. I have chosen this task. If you are reading this, likely you have chosen this task as well. If we can band together into the ONE of the ascending ones, we can better assist each other, as well as our beloved planet.

I return now to Mytria, who is just beginning to remember her SELF. I am leaving the date that I wrote it, as the time in-between then and now has vanished.

4-11-13

Galactic/Earth Alliance

The Landing Party ~ Part 7

MYTRIA CONTINUES:

Last night I dreamt that I was inducted into the military. I even woke up and fell back asleep to the same dream. Are these really dreams, or are they messages from a higher part of my self that I cannot remember? I have started to meditate regularly and I have been keeping a journal. In fact, I am thinking about starting a Blog. It makes me nervous to "come out" in this fashion, but I find that when I am honest about what is happening inside of me I feel much better.

Before these dream experiences began I was quite depressed. I was getting up in the morning, going to a job that robed my limited energy, and coming home to watch the TV made me feel dead inside. Of course, I still have the same job because I need money. However, now when I come home the TV stays off because I have been searching the Internet to try to understand what is happening with me.

In fact, I have found that many people are having similar experiences as me. They are not sure about who they really are. However, they are sure that the person they are acting like is not the truest expression of his or her self. It appears that many people are having dreams similar to mine. They may not be going to a Starship, but they are doing something that is far more important than their daily lives.

Therefore, I have decided to start my Blog. I am just a regular person with a non-significant job. I am not married. I am not in a relationship, and I do not have children. In fact, I do not have much that brings me happiness in this world, and I was very depressed before my dreams began. Maybe I have advanced from depression to psychosis, but at least I am happy. Well, at least, I am happier.

I wonder if I should talk about my dreams in my Blog. I imagine that will be proof of my craziness. However, right now I would rather find purpose than be who I was before the dreams. The tall blond man with the blue eyes, who I now know as Mytre, still follows me around--in my imagination that is. What I mean is that Mytre seems to be with me at random points of my day.

No actually, these are not random points. Mytre seems to come into my awareness when I am feeling sad or lonely. Maybe I am crazy and just have created an imaginary lover, but it is better than living in constant sorrow and loneliness. In fact, Mytre tells me about another reality that he says I also live in. I don't think I should talk about that in my Blog or everyone will know for sure that I am psycho.

I wonder if my military dream has anything to do with Mytre. I remember that he was wearing what looked like a military uniform in my dream. I also remember the tall blue person and the person with the third eye. In fact, whenever I think about that dream I remember more and more of it. I wish that I could have another one of those dreams. Maybe last night was a failed attempt to create another dream like before.

Do we create our dreams, or are they just something that comes up from our unconscious while our conscious mind is sleeping? Can it be possible that our unconscious life can be real? I think I should leave that kind of stuff out of my Blog—at least at first. OK, rather than just talking to myself, I am going write a little bit of my Blog right now—before I loose my nerve...

Dear Readers,

I thought about whether or not I should have a special name for my Blog, but I realized that I am not a special person. I am just a regular person who has a regular job and a regular life. If that sounds boring to you, you are right. That life was very boring. However, some pretty weird things have been happening to me, which has, at the very least, diminished my boredom and the resulting depression.

I do not know how much nerve I have to talk about the details of my dreams yet, but I do have enough courage to promise you that I will be totally honest in everything that I say to you. “You,” being those who read this Blog, if anyone does read it? I know that I am only one of the thousands of people who have Blogs on the Internet. Therefore, my Blog is not a special thing. But, as I have said, I am not a special person. I am just a regular person who is living a regular, usually boring life.

Now that is all the complaining I will do—I promise. I am sure you have heard plenty of complaining; I know I have. Therefore, I will cease and desist all complaints and move on to why I have started this Blog. When I searched the Internet to find more about my experiences, I found that many others were having experiences similar to mine.

In fact, I have seen many other people that look just like me, a regular person, when I have entered my dream world. Therefore, I was thinking that it would be wonderful if any of you would like to connect with me via my Blog. But I guess it is too soon for that. First I must tell you what has been happening to me. Then if you are having similar experiences, and I assume that others are, maybe we can help each other by sharing our stories.

Therefore, I am writing this Blog to offer a free, anonymous place where you can share any unusual dreams or weird experiences. As I said, I am just a regular person. In fact, I don't remember being weird when I was young. In fact, now I that I say that, I can't really remember too much about being young or a child. I have images in my brain, almost like they were put there, but I have little attachment to them.

It appears that recently something happened in my life, my dreams or just my imagination that has created a whole new manner of my self-image. I mean, I think I finally have a self-image. Before, I was a member of a very large crowd, like one of the many birds in a large flock. However, I was not flying in the sky and I was not a member of a flock. In fact, I had few friends. I was alone.

I was alone in at work, alone a home and alone in a crowd. I might have been having a conversation with someone right next to me or on the phone, but still, I always felt alone. This feeling of being alone felt unnatural, but that made no sense. I could not remember not being alone, but I could not remember very much at all. It was like my life was so insignificant that it was not worth remembering.

However, I started having dreams in which I was a member of a group of very different Beings. I say "Beings" because some did not appear to be human.  OOPS, I told myself that I would not divulge too much about what is happening. Oh well, now that the "cat is out of the bag" I actually feel better. These nightly meetings have been going on for several months now, and they have completely changed my life.

Well, actually, my life is the same, but these meetings/experiences/fantasies have brought me a sense of belonging. Even if these occurrences are not real, they feel as real as my waking life. In fact, I feel more awake in these dreams than I do when I am walking through my boring physical reality like some kind of zombie.

Actually, I have complained too much about my life. It is a good life in that I have a job, I have friends and I have things that I do with my friends. However, I can't date too much because it feels like I am cheating on some one that I do not even know. I wonder is that person is Mytre? That is, I wish it was Mytre.

Well, I have rambled on enough for now. What I really want to say is that if any of you are also having any "weird" experiences, this is a safe place where you can talk about them. In fact, if you want me to anonymously post your experience, I will happily do so. I know how wonderful it is to have another life that is fulfilling and fun, even though it is just our imagination.

So, maybe together we can all create an imaginary world in which we can freely talk about all the experiences we are having but can’t share with the other people we know. We are all anonymous here, except for me. I have been anonymous my entire life and it is far too lonely. I am thinking that being judged as being crazy may be better than never being noticed.

Now, I am going to meditate on my dream of being inducted in the military. Oh, by the way, I do not think it was this military, at least I hope not. If I am to be inducted in the military, I want it to be one that explores the Universe and spreads peace, not one that searches the Earth to start a war. 

Through Suzanne Lie, PhD

http://suzanneliephd.blogspot.com

PLEYADIAN / ARCTURIAN ALLIANCE -THE LANDING PARTY 4

3-31-13

The Landing Party Part 4

MYTRE SPEAKS:

I must apologize for our story moving through different periods of time. You see our Ship has entered the mid-fourth dimension of your planet Earth. Therefore, our broadcasts to you are greatly disrupted by the time differential between the fourth dimension and your third dimensional physical world.

Furthermore, your third dimensional physical world is expanding its essence into the fourth dimensional expression of your reality. Some of you are able to follow the expansion of Gaia’s consciousness into the higher frequencies of multidimensional Earth, and some of you cannot.

Therefore, we are only in communication with those of you who can expand your consciousness enough to calibrate your attention to the mid-fourth dimensional version of your reality. We know that this expansion of your consciousness may be somewhat confusing to you because you are also holding a physical form in the third dimension.

However, if you are able to tune into our message, you are likely aware of your multidimensional nature. Hence, you can also understand that there are many versions and frequencies of reality swimming together in the great cosmic flow of the ONE.

As your consciousness becomes calibrated to the extending arm of the higher frequencies of Gaia’s New Earth, you will flow into the higher expressions of your planetary reality. These higher frequencies of Earth all flow in the Cosmic Sea of the NOW of the ONE.

Within this Cosmic Sea, the many timelines of “life on planet Earth” intermingle like currents within the ocean. Because of the intermingling of different timelines and the frequencies of your changing reality, it is common for you, our ascending ones, to simultaneously experience more than one reality.

We left off, or are still experiencing, our interaction with our first contact person. It is very common for those living in a polarized reality to think that a unique experience can be a dangerous one. This is the cautious thinking that is necessary for life on a polarized reality.

We now remind you that our contact person’s last thoughts were, “He wants to tell me something, but I have a feeling I may not like what that is.  Fortunately, I have to go, so I can put this communication off for now.”

CONTACT PERSON CONTINUES:

I went through my morning with the feeling that the tall blond man with the blue eyes was watching me. Interestingly, his observation did not feel invasive. In fact, it felt quite comforting; as if some who loved me was over-looking me to make sure I was OK. However, I had never met this man before, so how could he love me? Nonetheless, he seemed to radiate love.

Eventually, the business of my day took over my mind and I forgot the man, as well as the feeling of love. After all, how often do people walk around feeling a radiation of love? By nighttime I had completely forgotten my experience of being protected by love and went to bed, too tired from my busy day to even reflect on what had happened.

I remembered paying my bills. I remembered going to the gas stations, the grocery store and the bank. I remembered going to work. But I did not remember the man with the loving feeling. Why?

Why did I remember all the boring, survival things and forget the feeling of love? However, I did realize that I was wishing that I had someone looking over me and sending me love. I fell off to sleep feeling depressed by the loneliness of my life.

I awoke the next morning at my usual time and drug myself out of bed. I was exhausted and felt like I had not slept a wink. However, I did remember feeling sorry for myself as a fell asleep. Then, when I got in the shower and felt the warm water hit my head, I remembered something.

For just a brief moment, I saw myself in a very large room with many people that I did not know. Even then, I still did not remember the tall blond man with the blue eyes. I was too busy. I had to go to get some breakfast. I had some calls to make and then I had to get ready for work. I had to go about my day, just like every day.

However, as I got out of the shower, I found that I did NOT want to have this day be just like every other day. Something had happened, but I could not quite remember it. I decided to put on my robe and meditate. Whatever had happened yesterday upset me a great deal. I had to find out what that was and release it so that I would not be grouchy all day.

I went into the other room, lit some candles and put on some soft music. The meditation meant that I would not have breakfast. I was hungry, in fact starving for something else. Unfortunately, I did not know what that something was.

I was surprised how quickly I went into a deep meditation. It was as if I was looking for something, or someone. With that thought I suddenly saw a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes.

I just got a short glimpse of him, and then I doubted myself. Just one second of doubt and the man disappeared. Of course, I knew he was not a real man, as he was just in my imagination. However, I wanted very much to spend some time with that imaginary man. Within that short glimpse I felt such love that I wanted to him to come back.

Therefore, I tried and tried to get him to come back. Why did he leave so quickly? Why wouldn't he come back? I was getting increasingly angry. I was angry with him for leaving so soon and angry with myself for—well—I didn't know why I was angry with myself.

In fact, anger at my self felt normal. In a kind of sick way it felt comfortable. If I was angry with myself instead of being angry with others or the general condition of my life, then at least I was not a victim. And then I started to cry.

I cried and cried. In fact, I cried so much that I had to call in sick to work. I went back to bed and cried some more. Why was I crying? I could not possibly be crying because of an imaginary man that I kept forgetting.

But, my tears were about forgetting. While I lay in bed amongst my tears and misery, I realized that there was a lot I had forgotten. I could not remember what that "lot" was, but I felt the hole in my heart. There had to be more to life than running errands and doing work. There just had to be!

Then I remembered that when I was a child I always played with imaginary people. I also remembered how these imaginary people sent me love and understanding, which was much more rewarding than anything I got in my outside world.

In fact, I remembered how I had an inside world and an outside world. Inside was filled with Faerie, Angels and people like the tall blond man with the blue eyes. Then I really cried. I sobbed until I could hardly breathe. Suddenly, I felt so very lonely—lonely for my inside life. How could I have forgotten what had made me happier than anything that I found in my outside life? With that thought, I fell into a restless sleep.

When I finally awoke it was mid-day. All I could remember was bits and pieces of a being back in that room with a group of people. Someone was talking to us. Actually, it was more that some thing was talking to us because it was certainly not human. In fact, it appeared to be a tall, glowing light that once in a while sent out a ray almost like an arm.

I was hypnotized by this Being and felt such love, not just coming from it, but also coming from me. I loved this being so very, much. It was not a romantic love, or even a human love. It was a spiritual love like I used to feel for the Being that looked just like that when I was a child.

It was then that I began to remember. Then, beyond my control I fell into a deep trance. I was in that room with the great Being speaking to us, and I was sitting beside the tall man with the blond hair and blue eyes.